13 The Order
Behind the doors is a chaos. Whispers of hate and promises of war. Outside they cheer and click their wine glasses. They don't know they knew. They thought they could keep her forever. But they don't know how to free her either.
They must move in the shadows. For they don't stand a chance in the light. Their light hidden and sleeping in the dark, as dark as these families who suppressed their powers and keep them as slaves.
Ah the ancient times. Times they never knew. Where goblins were gold makers, elves shines merrily in the streets. Where the vampires are the only creatures that makes a wolf a servant being so strong. Until they came.
They were unstoppable. They bend nature into their hands. And they are greedy. They rule the Earth in no time, killing everyone who oppose. They make them work for their pleasure. Even the vampires left the wolves to sleep deep beneath.
Thirteen of them. All but one, raped countless muses, made slaves of everyone. They were kings who would only lift a finger and one hundred of them will die.
But one, fell in love with a nameless muse. This king is so kind he never took a slave. He courted his muse and made a parallel world for the two of them alone. Soon elves, goblins and faeries were coming into this magical world like migrating birds wanting freedom from the oppresing twelve. And it angered the other 12 kings so much they tear this magical world apart and killed all that was living in it.
Then a prophecy came. That among these twelve a girl will be born and she will bring forth the light that will give back what was taken. A girl whom they cannot kill.
For so many years they have witnessed girls born into these families getting roasted in flames. The first of the kings had gone, their powers transferred to their heirs only allowing one succeeding male each family. It has go on for centuries until Franchesca was born.
Franchesca. The infant that cannot be killed. The one they want unborn. They hid her but servants whisper. Frightened, unsure but hopeful. For years they observe what power she may have.
Thus The Order has made careful decisions. Since the birth of this child cannot be undone, and her existence is a huge threat to their authority, they had made her heart and soul separate from her body, and imprisoned into the deepest and darkest form of magic. Only allowing the body into the earth. With a life in the midst of their palms.
The Order is made up of 12 Kings each one a successor of the ancient wizard that first came. They can marry (or not) whoever they want even a commoner, but only 1 male heir can continue their legacy, in order to preserve the ancient powers.
Each king has been ruling a certain group of magical creatures that roams the earth. Karl and Franchesca's family rules over the faeries, that the siblings are half wizard half faeries. While Marco Morteza's family rules over the werewolves. It can be said that the Morteza's are the most powerful among The Order, with the Elder of their family holding the topmost position.
To the commoners, they just appear as the most powerful politicians and billionaires of the world. Never will a commoner have the slightest thought about them having exceptional powers. That they can flip this world in a bat of an eye.
To the wizarding world, The Order is one big horror story. If you aren't part of them, you are nothing to them. Every breath one takes should be in accordance to the rules. The countless sacrifice they had to make just to live as normal as possible.
The Order of the Demons is what they silently call them. Everytime a male successor is born, countless muses have to be offered waiting to be raped until discarded or until the heir settles for a wife. It has been like this since the ancient times.
Yes, Rick's and Mar's mothers have been lucky enough to be chosen. But before their marriage, muses have suffered in their fathers as well.
And Karl is no exemption.
They must move in the shadows. For they don't stand a chance in the light. Their light hidden and sleeping in the dark, as dark as these families who suppressed their powers and keep them as slaves.
Ah the ancient times. Times they never knew. Where goblins were gold makers, elves shines merrily in the streets. Where the vampires are the only creatures that makes a wolf a servant being so strong. Until they came.
They were unstoppable. They bend nature into their hands. And they are greedy. They rule the Earth in no time, killing everyone who oppose. They make them work for their pleasure. Even the vampires left the wolves to sleep deep beneath.
Thirteen of them. All but one, raped countless muses, made slaves of everyone. They were kings who would only lift a finger and one hundred of them will die.
But one, fell in love with a nameless muse. This king is so kind he never took a slave. He courted his muse and made a parallel world for the two of them alone. Soon elves, goblins and faeries were coming into this magical world like migrating birds wanting freedom from the oppresing twelve. And it angered the other 12 kings so much they tear this magical world apart and killed all that was living in it.
Then a prophecy came. That among these twelve a girl will be born and she will bring forth the light that will give back what was taken. A girl whom they cannot kill.
For so many years they have witnessed girls born into these families getting roasted in flames. The first of the kings had gone, their powers transferred to their heirs only allowing one succeeding male each family. It has go on for centuries until Franchesca was born.
Franchesca. The infant that cannot be killed. The one they want unborn. They hid her but servants whisper. Frightened, unsure but hopeful. For years they observe what power she may have.
Thus The Order has made careful decisions. Since the birth of this child cannot be undone, and her existence is a huge threat to their authority, they had made her heart and soul separate from her body, and imprisoned into the deepest and darkest form of magic. Only allowing the body into the earth. With a life in the midst of their palms.
The Order is made up of 12 Kings each one a successor of the ancient wizard that first came. They can marry (or not) whoever they want even a commoner, but only 1 male heir can continue their legacy, in order to preserve the ancient powers.
Each king has been ruling a certain group of magical creatures that roams the earth. Karl and Franchesca's family rules over the faeries, that the siblings are half wizard half faeries. While Marco Morteza's family rules over the werewolves. It can be said that the Morteza's are the most powerful among The Order, with the Elder of their family holding the topmost position.
To the commoners, they just appear as the most powerful politicians and billionaires of the world. Never will a commoner have the slightest thought about them having exceptional powers. That they can flip this world in a bat of an eye.
To the wizarding world, The Order is one big horror story. If you aren't part of them, you are nothing to them. Every breath one takes should be in accordance to the rules. The countless sacrifice they had to make just to live as normal as possible.
The Order of the Demons is what they silently call them. Everytime a male successor is born, countless muses have to be offered waiting to be raped until discarded or until the heir settles for a wife. It has been like this since the ancient times.
Yes, Rick's and Mar's mothers have been lucky enough to be chosen. But before their marriage, muses have suffered in their fathers as well.
And Karl is no exemption.